Anne Rzechowicz, 58, Newcastle, NSW
Screaming my head off, I ran out of my room.
‘What’s wrong, Anne?’ cried my gran Iris.
‘There was a ghost under my bed again!’ I wailed. ‘It flew out the window!’
She tried to convince me I was dreaming but, then aged four, I knew the shadowy figure I’d see at her house whenever I stayed there was real.
Amazed there was a whole other world that we only caught glimpses of, I became fascinated by the paranormal.
I devoured countless
